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Join Together

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Take my hand and let go
Let the world fall away
into endless fantasy
Hold on tight
To this adventure
Wherever it may lead
Dance with me
To music only we can hear
Fall into my arms again
Let me see the spark in your eyes
May we shine together
The lights that lead us home
Rise up
Leave behind the ashes
Toss aside your cares
Let us join together
Just you and I
caught up in a moment
that never seems to end…

Huh, not at all sure where this one came from. Really, just had that first line pop into my head and as soon as I wrote it down the rest forced its way out. I swear, my inspiration comes in fits and spurts…

Draw Me In

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You intrigue me
Draw me in
Pull me in a new direction
Upward, onward
Into your orbit
The light in your eyes
A golden glow, reflected
The warmth of your smile
Am endless wonder
You speak to me
Wisdom wrapped in riddles
Without words, without sound
Tempting, teasing
With the promise of discovery
Ever I explore
Never lost
Never left behind
Following the path
Set down by your soul

I can’t really say where this one came from. And I don’t mean that in a secretive way. This one just popped into my head in pieces while reading email this morning. Forced its way out of me, it did.

Under Yesterday’s Shadow

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things are never quite as you remember
when you find you’ve been away
time takes its toll
memories fade
seasons pass
and take with them the days we knew
try as they might
no one can stop the clock
entropy is an inescapable truth
but something can always be made of the future
and sometimes the past comes back to life
so here’s to the world under yesterday’s shadow
and reforging paths we never got to take
righting the wrongs
reliving the magic
and to the future, whatever it may bring

Rather than do my now-usual “I’m still alive” post, I figured my most-recent piece of poetry would be a better return to active blogging. This one was inspired by a story I read online recently combining with my usual holiday season nostalgia and swirling together into something semi-poetic. 

Now, I hesitate to make any promises about regular postings anymore, all things considered, but I can say they will be a lot more consistent than they have been…

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shadows dancing
on the edge of perception
stripping my sanity
losing ground
losing grip
going, going…
there it goes again

see them play
the precipice of reality
fantastic nightmares
born of broken thoughts
off the wall
no king’s horses here
just another fool
seeing past serenity
a man and his shadows
a world of secrets
just beyond the veil

Don’t ask, really. I can only blame this one on way too much prog rock on Spotify.

At The End of The World

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It was just one night
at the end of the world
You showed me your soul
such beauty and grace
flooded in mystery
a glint of steel
softness and silence
I tried to reach out
missed the signs
look, but not touch
and I was found lacking
(in what, I’ll never know)
a fleeting glimpse
stripped of nirvana
cast out of eden
you pulled away
into the night
taking all color
all light, all life
into oblivion with you
alone as the sky falls
alone as the mountains fall
it was just one night
at the end of the world
you took my breath away
as the stars faded
then walked away
leaving me empty
awaiting the end…

I have no idea where this came from, exactly. I had two of the lines come to me separately over the last day or so, then combine in my head and force their way out as this. Sorry for not keeping this place updated, for those of you who actually pay attention. It’s been a one heck of a ride lately. Hopefully I can find some time to devote to this place in the near future.